In order to coax the gods to sleep, the tyrant is bald

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imprisoned prince

On the weekend, Fu Chao finally fulfilled his promise and became a puppet model for Gao Xueba for a day.

Although he didn't need to do anything, he just felt tired.As soon as he got his hands on the complicated clothes, he knew that the price was not cheap, and he carried them with him when he was doing the papers, so it was no wonder he wasn't tired.

"Fushen, can I discuss something with you?" Gao Lang said while lying on the piano.

"Yeah." Fu Chao straightened his waist carefully, and took a look at the clothes on his body. There were no folds, no dirt on the painting, it was good.

"Come to my place every weekend from now on, including food, lodging, games and papers, just sit here, how about it?"

"Should I still be wearing this?"

Gao Lang chuckled. "If you have something else, change it."

Fu Chao looked at him with a half-smile, "Are you using me as a dress-up doll?"

"No, absolutely not, I swear to God." Yes and no.

Fu Chao suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of understanding, "It's okay, I don't mind."

The surprise came too suddenly, Gao Lang's body was faster than his mind, he reached out and hugged the human bear into his arms, and held him tight, "Fushen, you are an angel!"

The sudden hug blindfolded Fu Chao, and his face was buried in his arms that smelled of high-grade paint. The first thought was, "Let go, your clothes are dirty!"

Gao Lang gave another firm hug before letting go reluctantly, "It's okay, I bought two sets that are exactly the same."

"You can do it." Fu Chao couldn't understand this kind of extravagance and waste, but he didn't mean to interfere.

"I call it being prepared." Gao Lang pulled him up, "I see your hair is really long, let's get a haircut."

Fu Chao checked the time, there was still time before the evening self-study, so it would not be too late to get a haircut, "Wait for me to change my clothes."

I just walked past the piano and suddenly remembered, "Can I have a look at the painting?"

Gao Lang made a gesture of invitation.

Fu Chao went around to the easel, and he thumped at the first glance. It wasn't that the painting was bad, but that it was too good.

The background is an illusory blue tone, the sea is blue, the sky is blue, and large areas of deep and shallow blue cover the sky, making it appear vast and empty.During this period, a dark isolated island stood abruptly in the blue ocean, with little waves splashing, turning white.And on this isolated island, he was wearing a gorgeous and complicated dress and sitting in front of the black piano like a prince, with his head slightly drooping, his eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly, only his reddish lips were exposed.In the dark world, white clothes, red lips, the young man who should be full of vigor has an indescribable stubbornness and loneliness, he speaks a thousand words without saying a word.

Fu Chao didn't speak for a long time.

"I can't draw well?" Gao Lang couldn't help being nervous.

"it is good."

"But you don't look happy."

"Is there?" Fu Chao pursed his lips, looking at the painting with puzzled eyes, "How did you think of this background?"

Gao Lang also looked at the painting, "Intuition, when I saw you sitting here, this image came to my mind: a prince imprisoned in an invisible cage, lonely and stubborn." In fact, it was the birthday banquet paid to him that day. It felt like it was a lively and happy scene, but it seemed to him that it was just an imprisoned game, in which he had nowhere to break free but refused to give in, it made people feel uncomfortable to watch.

After speaking, he looked at Fu Chao uncertainly, "Do you not like it?"

"You don't need to ask for my opinion on your paintings." Fu Chao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and walked to the bedroom, "Go change your clothes and get a haircut."

Is this like or dislike?Across the door, Gao Lang couldn't help but ponder in his heart, his eyes couldn't help but return to the oil painting he had just finished, and he tapped the person in the painting lightly with his fingers in the air, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Just after changing clothes, the phone rang.

Fu Chao glanced at the phone and hung up. He had already hung up more than a dozen such calls.

But today the phone seemed to be competing with him, it rang again as soon as he hung up, and he dialed once after hanging up, and dialed different numbers.

"I told you, I'm not interested." Fu Chao answered with a cold face.

"Student Fu, can we have a face-to-face meeting? Just 10 minutes, it won't take you long."

"One minute is a delay, don't you know that every minute is precious for a high school student?"

"I'll make you feel worth it, I promise."

"Let's go." Gao Lang knocked on the door.

"I'll say it again, I really don't need it, I'm not an internet celebrity." Fu Chao hung up the phone.Really, endlessly.

The barber shop is near the school. Most of the customers are school students. The price is reasonable and the workmanship is not bad. It only takes two to 10 minutes for two people to cut their hair short.

As soon as he walked to the school gate, a man suddenly stood in front of him, "Hello, I am..."

"I said, I'm not an internet celebrity." He had just opened his mouth, and Fu Chao recognized the man's voice, and directly blocked his unspoken words in his throat.

"I didn't come to ask you to be an Internet celebrity." The man put a business card on the floor, "Let me introduce formally, my name is Hong Yitao, artist director of Beauty Company, and I want to cooperate with you."

"I don't need any cooperation, I'm just a student." Fu Chao opened his mouth and refused.

"I won't delay your studies." The man still had a smile on his face, "Our live broadcast platform especially hopes that talents with good character and learning like you can come to work part-time and cooperate. You don't have to do anything deliberately. You can study live and sleep live. It's completely free. , There is no pressure if you don’t check in, and you don’t need to broadcast it every day, we will cover all the publicity, and you can just watch it twice or three times a week.”

"I'm not interested." He said the same thing.He is really not interested in letting people visit his life, even if it is just a corner of his life.

"Don't refuse so simply..."

"I said no need, you should go find someone else." Gao Lang took Fu Chao's shoulder and led him to him, "Let's go."

Seeing that there was no hope of persuasion, the man hurriedly stuffed a business card into the side pocket of Fu Chao's schoolbag, "Contact me anytime if you are interested..."

What else to contact, people are gone.

Fu Chao and the others quickly put the video behind them, but its influence was farther than they thought. For example, a seven or eight-year-old girl far away in Linshi started yelling.

"Dad! Dad!" she yelled while running, "There is a photo of a handsome college bully who looks exactly like you!"

"What picture of me?"

"It's a picture of you when you were young, the one in school uniform."

"Oh, is that so?" The handsome man said nonchalantly and continued to work in front of the computer.

"Yes, yes, look at it!" The little girl nestled into the man's arms and held up her mobile phone to show him, "It's even prettier than your photo."

The man glanced at it perfunctorily. He didn't pay attention to whether the person in the phone was round or flat, so he lowered his head to work, and said perfunctorily, "Mmm, not bad."

"I hate it, I won't tell you!"

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Because they came back early, just in time for dinner, the two of them were discussing what to eat, but when they entered the restaurant, they felt that the atmosphere was not right.

As a campus celebrity, being surrounded by crowds has long been nothing, but why are the crowds so secretive today?You must know that these people have always looked at him openly and openly, never covering up.But what is even more eye-catching is that their eyes are full of sympathy?Don't ask him why he is so sensitive to this kind of eyes, anyone who has been looked at like this for many years, a wooden person must know a thing or two.

what happened?Fu Chao frowned.

Gao Lang's heart faltered, and he gritted his teeth secretly. Could it be that guy Xue Yaya was talking nonsense after failing the first exam?It seems that he didn't take his warning seriously.

The two of them didn't say anything, they ate food in this strange atmosphere and ate in silence.After only two bites, the accountant Xue Yaya rushed over and said, "I didn't say that! I didn't say anything!"

"Didn't you say that? Who said that?" Fu Chao answered subconsciously, a second faster than Gao Lang.

"How would I know! Anyway, I didn't say it, maybe it was the person next to you who said it! He is jealous of your first place in the exam!" Xue Yaya misfortune.

"Xue Yaya!" Gao Lang stared, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

"Anyway, I didn't say anything. You and I were both present for what happened that day. If I didn't say it, then it was you who said it." Xue Yaya looked contemptuous, "I thought you had a good relationship with Fu Chao, and co-authoring is also a behind-the-scenes trick." Black hands."

Gao Lang raised his fist angrily: "I'm not welcome to talk nonsense anymore."

"You're being polite!" Xue Yaya didn't give in, and looked at Fu Chao with a determined look, "He must have said it, don't let this kid fool you."

"What did you tell me?"

"I really didn't say it, I swear!" Xue Yaya confessed again.

Fu Chao raised his chin, waiting for his next words.

"They just said that you are recruiting a brother, the ball, no one wants it..." Wild species.He looked at Fu Chao's face while talking, but he couldn't say the last two words, it was too ugly.

"Bastard." Fu Chao calmly spat out these two insulting words.

The author says:

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